Mysterious Beloved Poem by Paul Amrod

Mysterious beloved dressed in exquisite and elegant garb
Give me your breath as we lay down to rest
Hang down your hair and nurse me your breast
Mysterious beloved blessed so elicit, so wild and unbarred
Greenlands will blossom beautified with flowers
Bursting with senses and fashioned with powers
Nature she reasons a glorious might
which flashes with lightning against the night.
Prompting us to feel in a dangerous way
Capturing each other in flirtations play
Mysterious beloved send me your letters scarlet or words
Then I will call you and ask your return
Shall we forget all and kindle and burn
Mysterious beloved we found this very special place.
Thus our souls will truly happily interlace.
Every night without you I vision your smiling face.
Feeling inspired with our memories as your fingers
are thrilling me as I spontaneously linger.
Blissfully I am dreaming stirring my fancy.
Gleaming with a flaming memory
of our past romancing.
Taming my loneliness so gently!
Mysterious beloved can you feel my warmness
Constantly reminiscing our cherished tenderness
You render me helpless with your sweet caress
Sketching sentimental verses like an old-fashioned poet
Painting images with feathers drifting as a candle shines
streaking across my pen guiding me to happy endings.
Our deepest passions have soothed me
Taming my loneliness so gently
Let our homesick wish
dissolve with a remembrance of our kiss.
Send it with moonbeams as our reverie is softly descending.
Simply counting the days as the minutes pass
till we rejoin! Travelling homeward at last
Mysterious beloved we will revel and embrace
The tears of joy will never erase
my smiles of endearment and will finally replace
our absence from one another as our sorrow has been chased.
Mysterious beloved we shall fall impassioned
at the blink of an eye in a stormy frenzy.
Stirring our enchantment in a luscious fashion
in reckless abandonment so preciously!
Sumptuously overridden with no foreseen horizon.
Smothering ourselves with attention so deliciously
Exchanging pleasures as our whispers enliven
the distinct level of our blazing fire
inflamed perpetually by our own desire.